| Guilty as charged, but damn it, it ain’t right
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| There’s someone else controlling me
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| Death in the air, strapped in the electric chair
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| This can’t be happening to me
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| Who made you God to say
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| «I'll take your life from you?»
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| Flash before my eyes
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| Now it’s time to die
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| Burning in my brain
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| I can feel the flame
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| Wait for the sign to flick the switch of death
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| It’s the beginning of the end
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| Sweat, chilling cold, as I watch death unfold
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| Consciousness, my only friend
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| My fingers grip with fear
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| What am I doing here?
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| Flash before my eyes
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| Now it’s time to die
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| Burning in my brain
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| I can feel the flame
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| Someone help me
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| Oh please, God, help me!
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| They’re trying to take it all away
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| I don’t want to die
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| Someone help me
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| Oh please, God, help me!
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| They’re trying to take it all away
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| I don’t want to die
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| Time moving slow, the minutes seem like hours
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| The final curtain call I see
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| How true is this? |
| Just get it over with
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| If this is true, just let it be
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| Wakened by a horrid scream
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| Freed from this frightening dream
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| Flash before my eyes
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| Now it’s time to die
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| Burning in my brain
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| I can feel the flame |